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in which the pain of being misunderstood crushes me

I got angry today, fed up that I’m being constantly misunderstood.  People have a tiny range of experiences and can have zero belief that things they haven’t experienced are possible.  What a failure of imagination and compassion. I’m having problems with low energy and temperature regulation.  People seem to think I’m lying, exaggerating, being high-maintenance,… Read More »

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resist

At the place where I go to therapy, in the waiting room there are some signs.  One says DREAM, I remember.  But most are lists.  One says Family Rules.  Then it says all these instructions–forgive, ask permission, hug–stuff like that.  There’s a Friendship Rules also.  Keep secrets, it says. I read these things and feel… Read More »

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in California

We’re in Pioneer, and it’s beautiful here with oak trees and conifers.  Our friend’s parents have a farm.  A worker just brought in eggs.  It’s hot and there are fans blowing.  I’m getting hotter and hotter. The dogs are big and old.  Three dogs.  One fell when her back legs gave out.  The humans are… Read More »

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in which God talks to me about death

I hear people assert stuff about the end of humanity.  Usually I think they’re imagining it wrong.  I have a belief that there’s going to be a superflu or other virus that kills off a large chunk of the population. “Why do you think I believe that?” I asked Ming.  “Is it really likely?  Am… Read More »

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fantasy party, offensive bracelet, lion mask

When I was in the ER the other day, they told me my blood is pretty much ok now.  My hemoglobin is 11.2.  Yes, we’ve done a good job healing my blood. Take down the paper on the back of the door listing iron-rich foods to eat.  Let’s move on to other projects.  But thank… Read More »

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we love you, spider

I asked Ming to photograph me, so I can show my friend my new Totoro shirt.  We were happy to see I got photobombed by Holy Mother.  We were laughing.  “I didn’t know she was like that!” I told Ming. Cleaning my desk, I find stashes of this or that.  Some old postcards people sent… Read More »

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envelope trade, teacher strike, what the Catholic Worker is

I have a lot of smallish envelopes–I get them in the mail–a charity wants money, so the envelope they hope will return to them with a check.  I cross off the address and use the envelopes for other purposes, but I have too many.  People give me envelopes also, of different sizes, often greeting card… Read More »

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filenames, journal solution, rarity of Ming, damn good popcorn, what is a monster

I think it’s funny, how people name files.  Newsletterfinal or newsletterfinalfinal or newsletteractualfinal.  Old school people who were saving files before there could be spaces, still not using spaces.  Yep, that’s me. I asked Ming to help with with a creative solution to a difficulty I have of too many journals for different purposes.  Regular… Read More »

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variation on special salad, permaculture, old radio

We had no parsley, but we had some broccoli, so I made the special salad with broccoli, and it’s so good! “I’m feeling conceited, right now,” I told Ming.  “I feel like a salad genius.  Luckily, I get to have my salad and eat it too.” Slow to wake up this morning.  We’re serving the… Read More »

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special salad, kit contents, fruit view, new zine, new chair, bagel mania

Finally I’m showing you the picture of the lovely salad I was talking about.  Mmm, gotta make more of this salad! Ming photographed the emotional first aid kit at Happy Earth Market for me so I could see if anything was missing that I could replenish. My good friend asked me for pics of Las… Read More »